iosepa.

hroom, hm, come, my friends. the ents are going to war.

So I attend a university that doesn't believe in Spring Break, which is mostly okay until everyone else and their dog is packing a swimsuit and off for the week, at which point you get in your car and head west anyway. Pack some string cheese and soy nuts, bring a book or two, climb a Lone Rock. Or at least that's what we did. Strange, the things you find just over the Oquirrhs.